We found love in a hopeless place - literally. I joined an adult kickball league after graduating from university in 2013 in hopes of meeting new people in DC. Every Saturday night during the season, the league would host free all-you-can-drink beer parties (kickball is pretty awesome, right?). I was at a party playing flip cup with some teammates when two English gentlemen walked up to the table and asked what this silly drinking game was. Barely understanding what they were saying, I proceeded to explain the very complicated game that is flip cup to them (they didn't understand why Americans needed to play games just to drink beer). This was my first conversation with Dave (romantic, I know). We have spoken every day since that night and the rest is history!

A wise Englishman once said "the club isn't the best place to find a lover, so the bar is where I go." By following this advice, I met my lovely wife-to-be. I was on a whirlwind tour of the U.S.A. with my best buddy Alex (see his best man mugshot below) when we decided to visit Washington, D.C. and see the 44th President of the United States, Barack Obama. After an unsuccessful foreign relations trip (we never met Obama), we decided to go to a bar for a few PBRs. There we met a friendly American called Ben, who spoke of a legendary party the next night with unlimited beer. Perfect, we thought! The next day, we waited patiently for a text message containing the details of this fabled party. Finally it arrived! We turned up to the party disguised as the perfect British gentlemen. After a beer or two, I got talking to Marina, and we exchanged details. She made me promise to text her. A text turned into Skype Calls (a shocking time before Zoom), the Skype Calls became frequent (but not frequent enough) trips visiting each other. Eventually I moved to D.C., and now here we are!